Testo The Dreamer

When I was a young man beginnin' my teens How well I remember the lickin's I'd get cause I'd dream My work never finished, barely begun I couldn't get started till all of my dreamin' was done I wouldn't shuck cotton', I wouldn't chop wood And Pa would whip me and say that's for bein' no good But I kept chasin' rainbows, finally I found The great open range and the hills were my best dreamin' ground When I left the home place our Mother did cry She begged me to stay there and not say goodbye My Pa told my Mother, your tears are in vain Your son is a dreamer and the winds call his name So don't try to stop him, let him move on 'Cause he won't stop his driftin' Till all of his dreamin' is gone Last night in a campfire a face I did see A vision of Mother, she seemed to be callin' to me For seventeen years now, I've drifted alone But I wanna see Mother, tomorrow I start driftin' home The last hill I've climbed now, and what do I see An old run down shack where the ranch used to be Then I see a tombstone and then see one more I drifted too long from the old ranch house door There's nothin' more left now but driftin', it seems But I hope I can dream of the lickin's I'd get 'Cause I'd dream